I seem to always do my projects forever. I literally worked on this project all day. I had part of my design but I had to figure out what I wanted to surround the design with. I started an ink design but then the goal was to not start to look checker-boardish and it was. So I had to start over and I felt bad because I felt like I was a non-artistic major trying to design something. It’s gotten to a point where I’m blocking my creativity by being careful to not make horrible mistakes but sadly, I have been lots of mistak

es. I need to relax but I also need to become more focused. So I tried to relax and watched Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Sabrina played by Audrey Hepurn. I also sketched while I watched the movies. So the next day I finally began and had help trying to figure out what was best. When I finally did I began inking late at night and I was focused. I was sure on what would be black and what white. Then randomly I received a text from my cousin talking about how we needed to hang out and somehow I didn’t realize I painted a white space until I was almost done! I freaked out and tried to call my boyfriend who had fallen asleep and then I called my mom. It’s midnight and I’m freaking out and then my mom calls me back with my dad beside her who are already in bed and I am bawling my eyes out. They were trying to see what happen and trying to encourage me not to cry because I would get tears over my project and so I began to ink again and I messed up again! I felt so defeated and it was absolutely horrible. My parents just told me to turn in what I had in and that it would be fine. So all i could do was finish my piece. I finished it and kept thinking to myself my teacher was going to greatly dislike the piece and she had already knew I was doing it overnight. I felt like I had worked so hard and that it was just killed in the end and it was my fault. Later I began cutting it at 2 AM and this is becoming a trend cutting with an exacto knife late at night. I did okay the first cut and then I became inpatient on the second cut to where it made my edges rough and uneven. But luckily my teacher liked my design. I  felt like the design wasn’t really me but maybe it was. People associated my design with the 80′s and video games and that was cool. But they were also concerned with some of my lines in the piece because they weren’t the same. But I didn’t want to take away from the middle piece and I also wanted the piece to be looked at as a whole. Because without the lines the piece would look very random. My teacher had also suggested cutting off a side of my frame which I would have never thought of but I was very pleased and I felt relieved. She also liked the mess-ups over what I told her would have been white, so I had to text my cousin and say “thanks for helping me with my project.”